It's still the stars and bright all through the nights from the

so long and long ago

as I held to tight

so long the day. T Oh, well, it's not. I'm going to be coming home tonight.

I'm becoming wrong tonight.

My generation for putting it right.

And I'm just thinking promises.

It's not you know.

We know we'll never keep.

There's too many men. There's too many people making too many problems.

There's too many problems.

There's not much love to go round.

Can't you see this? the world

being with me. and be a solid

a solid has forgiven.

Yours ever let's stop trying to try

to make it a place for fighting for.

This is the world we're living on.

And these are the lands we're here.

But all the lands we here but

stand up and let's touch the wheel. That's where our lives are putting to. I would be too. Oh.

Oh.

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